Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 667 Zhongzhou?

Zhang Xiangxiang, who had just returned from the town at the foot of the mountain, walked to the mountain pass and found that Yang Cong, who was usually at home waiting for her to come back, was actually waiting for her at the mountain pass.

This really surprised her.

"Hee hee, Xiangxiang, you're back." Seeing Zhang Xiangxiang coming, Yang Cong smiled and hurriedly stepped forward to take off the bamboo basket on Zhang Xiangxiang's back and carried it on his body.

"Well, I'm back." Zhang Xiangxiang nodded, but she always felt that there was something wrong with Yang Cong, because Yang Cong was too abnormal.

Zhang Xiangxiang looked at Yang Cong, and asked with a serious expression, "Did something happen, or did you do something bad again?"

As soon as Zhang Xiangxiang said this, Yang Cong paused for a moment, but he immediately recovered and smiled at Zhang Xiangxiang: "How is it possible, nothing, it's very good."

"Really?" Zhang Xiangxiang frowned and looked at Yang Cong.

"Of course it's true, Xiangxiang, how could I lie to you." Yang Cong said with a grin.

"All right." Zhang Xiangxiang glanced at Yang Cong, and nodded without saying anything.

Along the way, Zhang Xiangxiang and Yang Cong chatted.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiangxiang looked at Yang Cong and asked, "Have you remembered anything recently?"

"Hmm..." Yang Cong touched his head and replied, "I don't know why, I just remembered something."

"Then it's good to remember something, then tell me, what did you remember?" Zhang Xiangxiang was also very curious about Yang Cong's identity, that's why he wanted to know what Yang Cong remembered.

Yang Cong thought for a while and said, "I seemed to be going somewhere before."

"Huh?" Zhang Xiangxiang looked at Yang Cong suspiciously.

"It seems to be called... What's the name... Yes, Zhongzhou, I'm going to Zhongzhou." Yang Cong said.

"Zhongzhou?" Zhang Xiangxiang looked at Yang Cong, and stood there in a daze.

Originally, both of them were walking up the mountain, but Zhang Xiangxiang stopped suddenly, and Yang Cong looked at Zhang Xiangxiang strangely.

"What's wrong, Xiangxiang."

When Yang Cong called out like this, Zhang Xiangxiang came back from the daze, and shook his head with a forced smile at Yang Cong: "It's nothing."

"Oh..." Seeing Zhang Xiangxiang like this, Yang Cong didn't doubt much, and continued walking.

As they walked, Zhang Xiangxiang asked Yang Cong, "Yang Cong, do you remember what you are going to do in Zhongzhou?"

"I don't know." Yang Cong shook his head and said, "But it seems that someone important is waiting for me."

"An important person?" Zhang Xiangxiang was also slightly taken aback, but it was not the same as before.

"Well... I don't know, it's just a feeling." Yang Cong looked at the sky and said slowly.

After Yang Cong finished speaking, Zhang Xiangxiang didn't make a deal along the way.

Until I reached the halfway up the mountain, I was about to reach my residence.

While walking, Yang Cong suddenly remembered about the house.

When Zhang Xiangxiang saw Yang Cong like this, he also looked puzzled.

When she walked in front of the huge tree house, Zhang Xiangxiang looked at Yang Cong blankly: "Did we go to the wrong place?"

"No...that's right, this is our home." Yang Cong smiled at Zhang Xiangxiang, but the smile seemed very forced.

"Cong, did you do something bad?" Just when Yang Cong was acting abnormally when he went up the mountain, Zhang Xiangxiang had some doubts in his heart, and if he saw the huge tree house now, Zhang Xiangxiang would also think clearly about Yang Cong. Why is it so abnormal.

"No...I didn't...well." Yang Cong lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "I suddenly found that I can summon fire, how could I accidentally set the house on fire, and then... ..."

Yang Cong had no choice but to tell Zhang Xiangxiang everything that happened.

"Oh..." Zhang Xiangxiang also understood after listening.

But what Yang Cong didn't expect was that Zhang Xiangxiang didn't say much.

Seeing Zhang Xiangxiang like this, Yang Cong was also very puzzled.

Sensing Yang Cong's gaze, Zhang Xiangxiang blinked at Yang Cong and asked, "What's wrong?"

Immediately afterwards, Yang Cong uttered the most embarrassing sentence ever: "Xiangxiang, why don't you scold me."

"Pfft..." Hearing Yang Cong's words, Zhang Xiangxiang couldn't help laughing: "You're sick, you, it's not good if I don't scold you. Besides, I'm so fierce."

Zhang Xiangxiang gave Yang Cong a white look, which meant something like: Am I so bad in your impression?

"Don't be fierce, don't scold me." Yang Cong said with a smile.

"Okay, don't hurry up and prepare things. You will burn down a good house." Zhang Xiangxiang glared at Yang Cong and said.

"Well, good." So Yang Cong took the lamb to prepare things together.

Soon, Yang Cong and Xiao Yang were busy for a long time, one person and one beast, and finally finished it.

Here, Zhang Xiangxiang also prepared the meal.

After eating, Yang Cong realized that, for some reason, Zhang Xiangxiang didn't seem to talk much today, and often sat alone in a daze.

Seeing this, Yang Cong also shook his head, not knowing what happened to Zhang Xiangxiang, but he still hoped that Zhang Xiangxiang would wake up after a nap.

Because I live in a tree house now, most of them are bigger, so there is no need for two people to live in one room.

So Yang Cong and Zhang Xiangxiang lived alone.

In the evening, Yang Cong lay down on the tree bed early and closed his eyes.

On the other side, next door, Zhang Xiangxiang, who had been sleeping early before, was suffering from insomnia.

Not because of others, but because of Yang Cong, Zhang Xiangxiang suffered from insomnia.

Looking at the vast starry sky outside, Zhang Xiangxiang couldn't recover for a long time.

"Zhongzhou~~~" Zhang Xiangxiang murmured.

Then Zhang Xiangxiang reached out and took off a necklace from her neck.

A simple ring hangs in the middle of the necklace.

Zhang Xiangxiang held the ring tightly with both hands, his eyes full of firmness.

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On the second day, Yang Cong still got up early to prepare firewood.

But as soon as Yang Cong got up, he saw Zhang Xiangxiang coming out of the room at the same time.

"Morning, Xiangxiang." Yang Cong greeted Zhang Xiangxiang with a smile.

"Well, Cong, you're early too." Zhang Xiangxiang rubbed his eyes, as if he hadn't woken up.

Seeing Zhang Xiangxiang like this, Yang Cong said, "Why don't you sleep more if you haven't woken up?"

"No, Cong, go and pack up, we're going to go." Zhang Xiangxiang shook his head and said to Yang Cong.

"Let's go?" Yang Cong looked at Zhang Xiangxiang strangely, not knowing what Zhang Xiangxiang meant.

"Well, go and pack your things first, we'll be leaving soon." Zhang Xiangxiang had just turned around and left before Yang Cong asked why.

There was no other way, Yang Cong could only go back to his room to pack his things.

(End of this chapter)